[it's like swallowing sawblades. bitter and painful in a way that would've made kavinsky spit, once. but now he just drinks the drink that i think somewhere vex made for him, listens to his heart pounding in his own head. the only people he knows who don't want that are the ones who just want to die.]
Would you be friends with him? If he showed the fuck up and that's what he wanted.
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Would you be friends with him? If he showed the fuck up and that's what he wanted.
[he keeps his face still. he watches vex's face.]